To flood the temple.
Vehicles to Erlang. Traffic jam.
She Lakaichemen, went out. Snow, drop the. Overcast.
The only road in the mountains where coiled spiral. Evergreen tree accumulation of snow, a trace of anger. Where seeping water from the chimney, form a large branch of Bing Leng, sharp. Front of passers-by.
She picked up stones, to which one hit to go.
The crisp sound.
It shook fall around them. Pieces and 7.
Picked up the smallest one. Sharp cut finger fracture. She smiled, put his mouth to bite the fingers of the bite. The blood to form ice on the red point. She threw it off a cliff. Hear broken sound. Hill is too high.
A station wagon in the early morning from here fall even further. No one can be up.
The mountain every year there are many such accidents.
96 years in May she was standing in the same location to see Azaleas.
Flowers very Yan. Contamination of the blood gas reasons.
Car horn a line in the mountains. Children holding a variety of accents rubbing snow on the road is not wide group, ek-sistent in their face, white flowers, dew black eyes. Crying, laughing.
She stood on a cliff watching. Toyama's snow line straight west to go. Incorrigibly all year round.
Pinch the snow, to press into the cigarette butts. 555. Zizi to ring. A woman nearby looked at her warily moves, suspected eyes. She smiled. Because of unfamiliar and easily nervous.
Shiver coat on the snow, turned around on the train.
Through the Erlang Mountain Tunnel.
Tunnel digging and found an underground cave, out of the local customs, women are not allowed inside. She paved the tunnel to see those granite walls, dark stone. Behind is a piece of slate that unknown caverns. What is it that women can not go.
Both ends of the tunnel are two different worlds.
Car from San-in wear to the Sanyo. End of the tunnel is bright and sunny, rolling brown-yellow of the dry mountains of the small trees, no green, no snow. A clear distinction between the Loess Plateau. Old highway extends to the foot of the mountain clean the river banks. In the fast-moving car when the band played a small sand hit your face. She opened the window, the wind chaotic hair.
A strong sense of dislocation.
Rapid heartbeat.
However, in February, Dadu out well-off on both sides of oilseed rape flowers. Golden way.
At dusk, she stood the town of Mill Street in the West. Hailuogou's throat. Go up the mountains.
White mountain. Only snow and ice.
She was admitted on the 3rd camp. Hailuogou hotel lobby with European-style fireplace, dry wood in the fire crackling sound, shed rosin. Warm.
Vacant set up rooms. Wood. Wooden floor step on up, empty the ring. She was walking back and forth. 喜欢.
Late at night, lit bonfire. Tibetan women have finished the hand with the white pieces lamb, hearty laugh. Those who did not know holding hands jumping Guozhuang, spoke the words of the New Year blessings.
She looked up, there were numerous black night snow. She sang a song, Tibetan song - "A Jibang given that Tribulus terrestris where Nassau, A Jixia gaji that Tribulus terrestris where Nassau..."
Early morning, she went up the mountain. The frozen road. From time to time was slipping. There is no rent to walk with snow snow grasp. She said that, I can go up. Stubborn.
She climbed up. No slipping.
Looked a cloud, there is no shouting voice. Have a quiet look.
Blue-green glacier ice cover of the new junction, from the inside revealing ice cold.
They grow in 16,000 years.
She is almost vertical slide down glaciers, the sudden fall produce weight loss. Cry out the sound, the sound spread between the glacier. Mixed with someone else's calls. Friction scraped the Bingzha wet clothing, mountain wind, close to cool.
She will be looking at the foot of the surrounding and distant. A long time.
Do not know that their voice will not be frozen in the glacier, the coming of spring, when, and then released. She laughed. They do not melt one day.
On the 2nd camp in the open-air hot spring soak.
Circular valley, all the parcels. Ancient colored rooms, rime, hot air. She chose the 60-degree pool. Standing water outlet, 60-degree water hit the back, hot to pain. Health is being affected. 6 degrees below zero temperatures did not feel in the cold. Bile Yan, save the immediate movement of the head omitted.
Everything can be like and what can be do not want to.
Snow falling from the top of the head, melting into the hot water.
Barefoot, stand the snow, the biting pain. From bottom to top. She ran up. Wet hair end up with ice, hit each other in the back of the head. Broken open. Heard the broken voice. In the body.
Breathe in the air generated clouds of white gas.
Back on the road with the little girl stopped her. Sister, pull me.
Road is slippery.
She smiled, held out his hand. Hold her.
Soft hands.
The child talking to itself. My name is green, this year the age of five. Liu neat and clean under the eyes. She suddenly thought of my personal photos. Has the same eyes.
Sister, your hands are cold.
Well. Cold weather.
The child does not need more reasons.
She saw her mother called them.
Her loose their hands. She rushed to the past. She infiltrated the crowd.
Hear the child is older sister.
Roadside, a pair of Japanese couples to let her son Tuo Lexie socks, boys are hopping in the snow, aggrieved. The end is not help, run together.
Flash snow petite stature.
Author: aiji
